Yang Che was startled by the words, but his face remained expressionless.

He was very surprised in his heart; what exactly happened to Wu Gate in just three or four years?

"Immortal Master, please, you must save our Sect Leader!"

Gong Xiao gritted his teeth, his voice a little choked.

Yang Che did not speak, his expression calm and composed.

...

Upon arriving at Wu Gate, Yang Che saw the desolate scene before him and couldn't help but sigh.

He had come to Wu Gate once with Wu Qingxuan to obtain the dragon order.

He clearly remembered that at that time, the Disciples of Wu Gate, from top to bottom, were numerous, and there was a bustling atmosphere everywhere, a scene of prosperity.

But at this moment, there were almost no people to be seen throughout the entire Sect.

From Gong Xiao, he had already learned that Wu Gate was facing a great catastrophe, and Wu Qingxuan, as the Sect Leader, was in Mortal danger.

Therefore, within the Sect, apart from a few loyal elders and a handful of people like Gong Xiao who refused to leave no matter what, everyone else had either left on their own or been forcibly dismissed by the Sect.

"Where is Wu Qingxuan?" Yang Che asked.

His expression remained calm, betraying no emotional fluctuations.

At this moment, an emaciated old man stood before Yang Che and said respectfully, "Reporting to Immortal Master, the Sect Leader has been in Black Wu Pond and does not allow anyone to approach her."

Yang Che went directly to the Forbidden Land of Wu Gate, Black Wu Pond.

It was still a charred mess here.

Thick layers of withered branches and fallen leaves covered the ground, and a putrid smell permeated the air.

It was no different from his previous visit.

In the center of this charred land was a black water pond about thirty feet in circumference.

Bubbles gurgled on the surface of the water in the pond, emitting a pungent, unpleasant smell.

At this moment, a hazy figure shrouded in black mist was submerged in the black pond water.

Yang Che moved, and he was already by the pond's edge.

Suddenly, he sharply tapped his toes, and his entire body shot into mid-air, simultaneously unleashing a fireball.

With a 'boom'.

The scorching fireball fiercely collided with a mass of black mist that rushed out from the figure.

The fireball and the black mist disappeared simultaneously.

Yang Che landed back by the pond's edge and said coldly, "Your Excellency certainly has good methods."

At this moment, the black mist surrounding the hazy figure gradually dispersed.

A beautiful and cold face appeared before Yang Che.

Yang Che couldn't help but exclaim in admiration in his heart.

Although he had never seen Wu Qingxuan's true appearance, he could still confirm at this moment that the person before him was indeed Wu Qingxuan.

However, she had been controlled and had no independent consciousness whatsoever.

Yang Che immediately ruled out the possibility of Possession.

There are strict rules for Possession in the Cultivation World, one of which is that Mortals cannot be Possessed.

That is why Yang Che said this person had 'good methods' just now.

At this moment, 'Wu Qingxuan' suddenly let out a sinister, cackling laugh, sending shivers down one's spine.

She just laughed, without speaking, then suddenly leaped from the pond and violently lunged at Yang Che.

Yang Che felt a dizzying flash of white before his eyes; this Wu Qingxuan was completely naked.

With his thoughts racing, he simply stopped using Spells and directly stretched out his arm to grab 'Wu Qingxuan'.

'Wu Qingxuan' saw that Yang Che dared to use his bare hands, and a look of wild joy suddenly appeared in her eyes, followed by a hint of malice hidden at the corner of her eye.

When Yang Che grabbed Wu Qingxuan's arms, a stream of black Qi suddenly surged from her arms and directly entered Yang Che's body.

Yang Che was startled.

He suddenly felt the mysterious power within his muscles and bones automatically launch an attack, instantly annihilating that black Qi.

This sudden change filled Yang Che with ecstasy.

However, 'Wu Qingxuan', whom he held tightly, underwent a drastic change in expression, revealing disbelief and terror on her face.

She wildly twisted her delicate body, trying to break free from Yang Che's arms, but Yang Che held her tightly, refusing to let go.

He had deliberately not used Spells because he was afraid of harming Wu Qingxuan's body, but he unexpectedly stumbled upon a surprise: the mysterious power within his muscles and bones.

Without any hesitation, Yang Che immediately channeled this mysterious power into 'Wu Qingxuan's' body.

"Ah!"

'Wu Qingxuan' let out a piercing shriek, and her originally beautiful facial features became distorted, appearing extremely painful.

"Get out!"

Yang Che roared, increasing the influx of mysterious power again.

"Ah!"

The scream was even more piercing than before.

Immediately after, a black illusory figure, seemingly extremely reluctant, painfully struggled out of Wu Qingxuan's body.

Yang Che checked Wu Qingxuan's breathing, relieved, and immediately cast a Spell, enveloping her in a spiritual power shield to protect her.

Then, Yang Che cast the Wind Riding Art, pushing his speed to the limit, and chased after the black shadow.

The black shadow was extremely fast and instantly shook off Yang Che.

However, before the black shadow could rejoice, it was horrified to find itself surrounded by dozens of mysterious Flying Needles emitting streams of light.

The black shadow charged left and right, trying to break out, but it was ultimately in vain.

Instead, after Yang Che caught up, he immediately reduced the range of the Tai Xuan Hidden Light Formation.

Seeing that it was about to be annihilated, the black shadow finally felt the shadow of death descend and immediately begged for mercy: "Fellow Daoist, don't kill me, don't kill me. I am willing to surrender everything, only to exchange for a path to survival."

Yang Che's eyes were icy cold, and he clenched his single hand tightly.

"Ah, you will not die a good death! I, by the Heavenly Ghost Royal Family, swear to curse you! After my death, the Heavenly Ghost King will descend to exterminate your nine generations, imprison your soul, refine your Primordial Spirit, and make you unable to live or die! Ah..."

The Flying Fire Needles converged in a stream of light, radiating a brilliant glow, directly annihilating the black shadow into nothingness.

Although Yang Che had a momentary interest in the black shadow's Possession technique, he ultimately decided to kill it to avoid being truly swayed by the Possession technique, which could lead to unexpected troubles.

"It seems that everything that happened to Wu Gate was caused by this black shadow."

Yang Che returned to Wu Qingxuan's side, looking at her beautiful face, and her curvaceous figure... instantly making him, a genuine virgin, feel parched and hot all over.

He immediately closed his eyes and frantically Cultivated the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art to force himself into a state of calm.

When he opened his eyes again, he paused for a moment, then silently took off his long robe and wrapped it around Wu Qingxuan.

For a moment, Yang Che also had some romantic thoughts, but as soon as he thought of the 'great undertaking of Cultivation', he immediately dismissed these chaotic thoughts and affirmed his resolve to Cultivate.

A moment of pleasure was naturally insignificant compared to the great undertaking of immortal Cultivation.

After calming his emotions, Yang Che fed Wu Qingxuan a Nourishing Yuan Pill.

A long time later.

Wu Qingxuan let out a soft moan and slowly woke up.

She subconsciously tightened her clothes, her eyes showing initial bewilderment.

"You're awake?" Yang Che's face was calm, without the slightest ripple.

"It's you?"

Wu Qingxuan recognized Yang Che, and tears suddenly streamed down her face as if a dam had broken.

...

After Wu Qingxuan's emotions stabilized, she seemed to hesitate for a long time before telling Yang Che why Wu Gate had suffered such a change.